Posts Tagged ‘memory’
August 2, 2015
As in N’ahlens, my/
Gator jazz/blues saxman will/
just live in mem’ry.
OR
Gator saxman plays ‘Misty’/
just in my mem’ry.
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July 30, 2015
At 1:26/
a.m., 33 years past,
Itty-Bitty came.
Tags:33-years ago, birth of my son, continuing the line, CyranoWriter, first born son, haiku, happy birthday, IMprov haiku, IMprov Poetry, itty-bitty, Kuhns, memory, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, son, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 18, 2015
In a desert,
some guy —
I don’t remember his name —
was singing
about a horse
in a desert.
We danced in the desert,
but no equine, she.
So I watched
and saw
what she
and others
could not:
Her luscious pink lips,
parted slightly in a smile,
the gentle curve of her body
as it swayed to and fro
to the music
while her hair,
waved back and forth
as though a blonde mane
caught in a mid-summer’s desert
not sirocco
evening breeze.
The sparkle and laughter of her eyes
as they caught
and reflected
and augmented
the spotlights.
The brilliance of her smile
exposed,
as she laughed with youthful glee,
recalling perhaps
those teenage years
when she first danced
in mid-America
to that song.

Tags:1972 rock, America, blonde mane, CyranoWriter, dance, desert, Draper Days, encore, equine, eyes, first danced, free verse, hair, Horse with no Name, IMprov poem, instant message poetry, July 1972-2015, knew the song, Kuhns, memory, Mid-America, no horse, pain, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary IMprov poetry, revolutionary poetry, smile, teenage memories, teenage years, tribute to a horse, WOKY, www.cyranowriter.com, youthful glee
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July 17, 2015
I’ve chewed on a blade/
of grass, driven Ventura
Highway, and heard them.
Tags:70's rock, America concert, chewin' on a blade of grass, connecting my past, ConTEXTing Haiku, ConTEXTing Poem, ConTEXTing Poetry, CyranoWriter, Draper Days, haiku, Kuhns, memory, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary contexting Haiku, Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry, revolutionary poetry, Rock n Roll, text message poetry, text messages, Ventura Highway, Ventura Highway in the sunshine, www.cyranowriter.com
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July 17, 2015
I knew the song well,
well before I saw it,
saw the title, first,
carved deep
in an old wood school desk
in the gable room
of my historic fachwerk church
in the heart of Cream City.
Each time
through the decades,
I heard about
the desert that had turned to sea,
I thought of that pen-rutted,
scarred wood,
revelation writing,
hinged desk top.
Will that still be
my embedded memory
now that I’ve seen,
second,
decades later,
in the desert,
the no-named
equine tribute
live?
Tags:1972 rock, America, church, ConTEXTing Poem, ConTEXTing Poetry, cream city, CyranoWriter, desert, Draper Days, encore, equine, fachwerk, free verse, graffiti, Horse with no Name, July 1972-2015, knew the song, Kuhns, memory, Milwaukee First Ward, pain, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry, revolutionary poetry, teenage memories, text message poetry, text messages, tribute to a horse, WOKY, wood-topped desk, writing desk, www.cyranowriter.com
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May 25, 2015
You may not think you/
recall Scout lessons, but your/
sharpened hatchet does.
Tags:Boy Scouts, Boy Scouts Totin' Chip, cut, CyranoWriter, file, finger, haiku, hatchet, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, memory, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, recall, remember, revolutionary poetry, Scout lessons, sharp edge, sharpened hatched, totin' chip, www.cyranowriter.com, you don't know what you know, you don't think you recall
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April 14, 2015
When a dream girl from/
your past once more reappears/
how should you respond?
Tags:CyranoWriter, dream girl, haiku, IMprov haiku, IMprov Poetry, Kuhns, memory, old crush, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, reappears, remember, respond, romance poetry, romantic, romantic poetry, www.cyranowriter.com, your past
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March 12, 2015
She and her mom
(who I’d tried for forever
to get to Manhattan)
called me
from Katz’s deli,
ordering pastrami
on rye,
and,
what?!?
They’d gone to Central Park,
she, daughter,
New York experienced,
leading;
former wife,
naive,
in the giant green.
“What park is this?”
she’d asked.
And when my daughter answered:
“Central Park!”,
she said:
“I don’t know what I’m feeling right now!”
I told you!
I told her!
Gosh darn it all to heck!
Why wouldn’t she go
with ME?!?
Tags:Big Apple, Central Park, CyranoWriter, Emotional poetry, ex-wife, I'd asked her to go with me, Katz's, Katz's deli, Kuhns, memory, napkin poem, NYC, pastrami on rye, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetic Lament, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, touring with my daughter, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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March 4, 2015
After 50 years,/
I sang every song from The/
Sound of Music. Ja!
OR
After 50 years,/
I sing each Sound of Music/
song because I can!
Tags:50 year anniversary, CyranoWriter, Every song that it hears, favorite movie, haiku, ImproVerse haiku, Julie Andrews, Kuhns, memory, musical, my favorite things, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, sing every song, Sound of Music, the Hills are Alive, www.cyranowriter.com
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February 26, 2015
Daisy, Daisy. Once/
more, thoughts of her come into/
my life.I’m confused.
Tags:confusion, CyranoWriter, daisy, gerbera daisy, haiku, I'm confused, ImproVerse haiku, Kuhns, lying, memory, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, romance poetry, romantic, romantic poetry, thoughts of her, www.cyranowriter.com
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